I had an aunt who died when I was, um, four or five, I suppose. My mom told me when we would be going to the funeral and such. I was pretty nervous, because I was under the impression that, at the church, the body would be inside a glass coffin, suspended from the ceiling. To this day I have no idea where this bit of imagery came from.
A childhood belief about people
others believed things like this
- When i went to a funeral only a bit of the coffin was open so i thought when u died you turned into a migit.— Andrew
- I used to think that when you died, you would be awake trapped in your coffin rotting for all eternity!— Trapped in the Coffin
- I was sad for many years because my aunt once told me I would go to hell for farting in church!— Tara
- When my favorite Uncle died, I thought if I stared at him in his coffin he would open his eyes and be alive.— Cindy
- I thought that dead people were stuffed INSIDE their gravestone instead of buried in a coffin.— Sam Shiels
- I used to believe that a funeral organist was the person who collected the body parts of the deadAnon